The Bard at Hogwarts

Different from the innuendos between the two girls.

At this moment, Ino was standing on the ice and snow of the shelter with a suitcase and a strange look on his face.

Just a few minutes ago, because he thought of the fun of doll alchemy, he returned to the shelter alone in a secluded corner outside the castle.

I thought it was just an ordinary entry.

But when he really entered the shelter, he found that everything was slightly different.

Ino noticed that there was an extra perspective in his sight, or senses. It was probably like the split screen in a TV, two screens and two visual angles.

But what puzzled him was that the second split screen seemed to have poor contact, and the sight was pitch black, and perhaps the surrounding environment seemed to have some kind of limitations.

Just when he thought of the limitations in his mind, the second perspective seemed to touch something.

"Huh? It can move..."

Ino raised his head in surprise.

A very strange sensory experience, like slapping a sponge with thick gloves, it wouldn't hurt, but there was a corresponding touch.

This discovery made him interested.

Yes, interested. As for the emotions of worry and fear, they simply do not exist in the shelter. There is no safer place than here.

Since he was in the mood, he did not plan to design a doll. He sat on the ground and began to explore the magic of the second perspective.

…

Time passed by.

“A rectangular space…”

Sitting on the ground, Ino held his chin with one hand, and carefully calculated the experience just now in his mind.

In the second perspective, he can move, although the speed of movement is not clear.

But assuming that the distance of each movement is equal, after continuous exploration up, down, left and right, according to the time difference of each touch, it is also roughly calculated that the second perspective is in a rectangular closed space.

“Rectangular… closed…” Ino turned his head to look at the suitcase at the first time.

Then he chuckled and shook his head. Although the suitcase meets the requirements, the traceless extension space will not be completely dark, unless it is in Muggle mode…

“Muggle mode! Rectangular!”

As if he suddenly remembered something, Ino decisively opened the suitcase in Muggle mode.

A few ordinary clothes, a small bag of candy, and... a single wardrobe that was reduced to only one foot in size.

Although he had already guessed it in his mind, he still opened the wardrobe carefully.

A ray of light broke through the sky, illuminating the dark night sky!

Of course, this was shown in the second perspective.

Opening the wardrobe transformed by the shrinking spell, there was a small black smoke inside.

He was too familiar with this thing in front of him. It was the Boggart that Lupin gave him after the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

It was originally placed in the inner dormitory, but considering Draco's feelings, he had to use the shrinking spell to shrink the wardrobe and put it in the suitcase.

More than two months have passed, and the things that should have been forgotten have appeared again in another way.

Looking at the smoke in the wardrobe, Ino felt like looking in a mirror, because in the second perspective he saw himself, a face like a giant.

"It's not a spirit, nor a magical animal... It's just a group of conscious emotions..."

At this moment, he knew very well that everyone had misunderstood the Boggart.

The black smoke in front of him was just a group of emotions gathered together by magic. The difference was that the one in the box had no consciousness, while the wild Boggart had independent consciousness.

Perhaps because of this, the mechanism of the shelter could be perfectly circumvented, a group of lifeless emotions. The Boggart was only wiped out of consciousness, but not completely dissipated.

After all, there was the precedent of Voldemort's Horcrux as a reference. Although it was also a non-entity, the Horcrux was in the state of soul, so it would be completely wiped out and dissipated.

While calculating in his mind, Ino also leaned down and carefully looked at the black mist in front of him.

"Light smoke, without a physical body, should be able to fly..."

As soon as he had this thought in his mind, the black mist in his sight slowly floated up.

A quarter of an hour.

After a brief familiarity, Ino also found that the black mist-like Boggart in front of him was like playing with a remote control car, and could move freely with his thoughts.

Unlike the limited perspective of remote-controlled toys, the Borg has a 360° all-round vision without blind spots, which truly reflects the moving effect of spiritual vision.

As the novelty wore off.

Ino leaned on the snow and fell into deep thought.

"I wonder if the fear is still there..."

Somehow, he could always think of the previous conversation with Lupin, or the contents of Lupin's notes. It was mentioned that Boggart was actually inextricably linked to nightmares.

They also had no entity and fed on fear.

Of course, the speculation in the notes was just one person's opinion, and it was based on a sufficient understanding of nightmares.

However, in fact, no one in the entire magic world has seen nightmares so far, let alone understood them.

Therefore, all records about nightmares have become a kind of unwarranted speculation and legend.

...

Just as Ino was thinking and considering in the shelter.

In the corridor on the first floor below the castle.

At this moment, it finally entered a more intense confrontation.

Daphne looked a little unhappy, especially as more and more people were watching her. Not only did she not gain any advantage in the verbal confrontation, but she was also ridiculed by the other party.

"So how long are you going to block the road? If you have time to waste here, why don't you go read more and avoid speaking confusingly."

Hermione's eyes sharpened.

She also noticed that the people around her were already full of people, all Slytherin girls, and there were only Harry and Ron around her.

Ron also found that something was wrong with the situation. He knew that unlike the boys who were watching the fun, the Slytherin witches really dared to take action.

Ron whispered in Harry's ear and whispered: "Man, if there's a fight, take Hermione and run away first! I have many brothers, so they don't dare to do anything."

In fact, Ron still had something to say in his heart, which was that no matter what, his surname was Weasley.

Although he does not agree with the pure-blood concept, he is still a serious pure-blood holy twenty-eight family, and these Slytherins will also be wary of it.

Harry didn't speak, but nodded slightly and then clenched his fists. She was surrounded by dozens of girls, but the escape instinct she had developed during her Muggle elementary school career was not forgotten.

"Get out of the way!" A voice shouted.

After the words fell, Daphne stood aside decisively. Also getting out of the way were the Slytherin girls surrounding her.

Snape walked through the crowd expressionlessly, first looking at Harry intently, and then turning to Hermione Granger, who was surrounded in the middle with a look of reluctance.

On the way here, he had already heard Malfoy tell him the general story of what happened, but the scene in front of him still made him a little dazed.

Once upon a time, there was also a Gryffindor girl.

One weekend after the first year of school, she innocently ran outside the Slytherin common room to find her friends.